Get a Bag

I'm just tryna get a bag
Not go out like my dad
I'm just tryna to live it fast
Wasted to much time up in the past
Die for this shit and you ain't gotta ask
I just cant live with out the cash
And I can't go and change the past
Treating this chance likes its my last

Now I been dealing with some demons my whole life
Got me askin what I did wrong in the past life
Since Papa died it felt like something ain't been clicking right
Other than 2010 really changed my life
2012 tried to OD wonder did I die that night
And this my hell that a nigga just been living right
And I can't tell therapist how I really feel
So I been self medicatin I said mother fuck them pills
All that the times you been there and I still can't trust you still
Love and hate both of them barely even feeling real
No one to talk Cuz no one really understand
The shit I bitch about surface you wouldn't understand
I fuck with Cole but it's some shit that I don't really feel
Cuz the money only thing that keep me going still
I been gigging robbing petty Hustlin just to make a little bit
Its only last little minute ain't no options but to get it
Gotta find a win for the big fat loser
Gotta find a hit for mother fuckin users
Hope the money give me something nothing left to get me through it
When car stop driving keep waking is movement
I gotta cross finish line if I don't finish me right here
Put in on my soul I kill you just to get there
I want that rich fair I'm a dog from the junkyard
And I got shit else so all thats left is to go hard
So Im all in risking it all
Say it's never enough you gon always need more
Rain sleet or snowfall baby I need that power
Swear it got sweeter lately Its just been sour
Sometimes I wanna kill me for the all the years that I aint do shit
What you know bout lookin in the mirror and you still cant trust shit
When father figure dead and you like one now nigga
Really not a father tho still they lookin up to ya
I told myself I get one day and I been disloyal
Talkin bout love but love can't buy shit love for you
Love can't get you get yo out yo momma house N get that crib for you
Love can't get whip for you love dont even get love for you
Only thing get you shit is luck and hard work
Fuck a heart break not being able to provide hurt worse
Unless I get it ain't none of this shit been worth it
Its get rich or die trying I feel like Curtis

I'm just tryna get a bag
Not go out like my dad
I'm just tryna to live it fast
Wasted to much time up in the past
Die for this shit and you ain't gotta ask
I cant live with out the cash
And I can't go and change the past
Treating this chance likes it was my last



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